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![]() We sat in Panera talking for more than three hours. We’d have stayed longer, but Jenna was still recovering from a massive infection that had been wrongly diagnosed as cancer. That following Wednesday, Andrew invited Jenna to his apartment. We have been together, ever since. On our first trip to Fort Bragg/Westport, we had about as much go wrong as went right. We got off to a late start. There were zero camping spaces available at our usual camp ground. Once we found a place to set up, we found out that there was no beach access nearby, so we could only look longingly from afar at Jenna's beloved ocean. We'd forgotten at least some component of just about everything. No cups for coffee (or sweetener... or creamer). No plates for food. No sharp knives. No wind for flying the kite (of course we're not responsible for the wind, but if there had been wind, we'd also forgotten the kite string). We had purposely not brought a tent, because Drew had an air mattress for the back of his Jeep Cherokee, and we could just sleep in there. If you're not laughing by now at the thought of two rather large adults squeezed onto a twin size air mattress in the back of an SUV, you have no imagination. If one of us needed to move in any way, we both had to move to accommodate the change. We were parked on just enough of an incline that Jenna kept finding herself crumpled down at the bottom of the vehicle. She'd have to push herself back up to straighten out her legs. When she had to get up to go to the bathroom, Jenna had to do a full somersault to move her legs around to the door to get out. Then she had to pick up all the stuff that fell out of the car, because we were smoooooooshed! The best part, however, was that Jenna was having a dream that she was setting up her classroom and waiting for her young students to come in. As she was writing on the board, she heard the clamor of someone attempting to open the door. At that same time, however, Drew cleared his throat, and the sound of his deep male voice conflicted with Jenna's expectations in the dream, and she screamed out loud in her sleep! Despite all of the blunders, however, we remained in good spirits. ![]() While our eight years together have been filled with various health crises, each event has only made us more appreciative of the relationship we have and the family we've built. Our wedding day will be the first time we'll have our families and friends together in one place. Thank you for sharing this special day with us. |
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Reception
The reception will be right in
the same picnic area. Food will be BBQ prepared
by Chef Ed. We are serving the following:
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Please fill out this
form to let us know where to send the owl
with the proper invitation. If you do not, we will
not know how many chairs to rent or how much food to
buy. You could end up sitting on the ground and
not getting to eat any of the good stuff!
![]() Since we are fortunate enough to already have everything we need, we are asking for contributions to our
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Attire
You are
encouraged to wear your finest wizarding garb. Muggles are
welcome, of course, but as this is a wizarding event, you
may stand out and draw unwanted attention to
yourself. Collins Lake is a family friendly camping
and picnicking area. There are boat rentals,
fishing, play areas, etc. In October, the average high temperature is 73°F and the average low is 52°F. We will be in the shade, so dress accordingly. |
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